A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1811-1820

Waylen smoothed Rena’s hair.

He murmured, “If things don’t work out between them, we can just let Cecilia be on her own. we’re family and we’ll always be there for her.”

Rena closed her eyes.

After a brief pause, she opened her eyes and expressed her unease.

“Waylen… I can’t shake this feeling that something might happen tonight. Stay awake with me, just in case.”

Waylen paid heed to her warning.

They lay on the bed and talked intimately, sharing the private moments of a loving couple.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the house, Cecilia cradled Edwin in her arms.

Throughout the night, Cecilia remained wide awake, her anticipation of the impending childbirth keeping sleep at bay.

Her hand tenderly cradled her swelling belly, feeling the gentle movements within.

In just two weeks, their little one would come into the world, yet she hadn’t picked a name for her baby.

In the dim light of the room, Edwin’s voice broke through the silence as he murmured “daddy” in his sleep.

Cecilia touched her son’s face gently, and her heart ached for the little boy… She longed to explain everything to him, yet she could not figure out how.

A sudden sharp pain pierced her lower abdomen, causing her to gasp.

Suddenly, the sheets beneath her were damp.

Her water had broken.

In the midst of her agony, Cecilia found it difficult to utter a word. Clutching her belly, she doubled over, the pain relentless.

Edwin roused from his slumber, witnessed his mother’s distress, her forehead glistening with sweat.

Edwin realized his sister was about to be born.

He hurriedly darted out of his bed, rushing to knock urgently on the door of the neighboring room.

“Uncle Waylen, mommy is going to have a baby!” Edwin exclaimed.

Waylen, in the middle of a conversation with Rena, didn’t hesitate.

He swiftly threw off the quilt and rushed to the opposite room, preceding even a coat.

Rena urgently trailed after Waylen.

As expected, Cecilia was indeed going into labor earlier than anticipated.

Waylen swiftly grabbed a down jacket and gently draped it over Cecilia. With a calm demeanor, he turned to Rena.

“I’ll carry her downstairs. Go wake up Mom and Dad. Make sure someone stays at home to look after the children and the rest of us will take Cecilia to the hospital now.”

Rena nodded, her eyes filled with concern for her sister-in-law.

Two minutes later, the lights in the Fowler’s house flickered to life.

On the first day of the new year, the Fowlers were on the way to welcome a new member into the family.

Waylen was behind the wheel, his focus steady on the road, while Korbyn provided directions.

Rena held Cecilia in her arms. While Edwin, who had insisted on accompanying them, sat next to Rena.

Cecilia broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

She was sweating profusely. Clutching onto Rena’s waist, she called out Rena’s name, her voice strained, as if she were speaking in her sleep.

Rena tenderly rubbed Cecilia’s belly, offering soothing words.

“You’ll be fine as soon as you arrive at the hospital.”

Upfront, Waylen’s grip on the steering wheel was firm, his attention solely on the road.

The snowy night made the journey treacherous; every turn had to be navigated with extreme caution. Hence, he didn’t allow his attention to wander elsewhere.

He drove himself, deeply concerned for both his sister’s and the baby’s safety, unwilling to leave anything to chance.

Half an hour later, the black Bentley came to a halt at the hospital, and a team of medical staff swiftly approached, rolling a stretcher toward them. Cecilia was gently transferred onto it and rushed straight to the delivery room.

In the grip of pain, Cecilia was in a daze, her mind clouded.

In her delirium, she muttered a name that still held her heart captive.

Mark.

Waylen was taken aback.

He tenderly leaned down and kissed his sister’s forehead and whispered in a hoarse voice, “I’ll call him, Cecilia.”

“No. Don’t do that.”

Cecilia, amidst her pain, shook her head weakly.

Sweat streamed down Cecilia’s forehead, and embarrassment tinged her face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded, “Waylen, please don’t call him.”

Waylen’s eyes were heavy.

He held his sister’s hand and nodded, “Okay. I won’t call Mark.”

The walls of the delivery room were totally white. There were also a pair of bright incandescent lamps in the ceiling above.

Cecilia was in excruciating pain.

But she bit down on her lip and looked up at the lights.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eyes, each tear reflecting the gleam of the light.

“Mark. Mark…”

She murmured the name over and over in her heart. It was not that she didn’t want to hear his voice or hear him call her name, but she was just scared.

She was afraid that if Waylen called him, the call would be answered by someone else, instead of Mark himself.

Cecilia missed him very much, and she also hated him very much.

She said to him in her mind, “Mark. I really hate you, you know.

Do you know Edwin has been missing you?

Do you have any idea how happy I was when I came to you and waited for you to accompany me to my antenatal appointment the other day?

Of course you don’t know.

You know nothing.”

Cecilia was feeling throbbing pain, making her feel so dizzy that she didn’t even have the strength to miss and hate Mark anymore. With the series of contractions she was experiencing, it was clear that the child couldn’t wait to come into the world.

Before long, a sharp cry could be heard coming from the delivery room.

This was the first day of the new year, and the Fowler family had just welcomed a new member.

was born at

who picked the name

was a simple building with windows that

anyone here would feel comfortable drinking a cup of hot cocoa in a warm house while looking at the snow white world

round, no matter how

the window, looking outside. His thin stature made

doctor had almost given up

alive. He had lived

was standing behind him with a glass of water and medicine in his

medicine,” Peter

Mark seemed like he

After a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day. It must

when he heard

broke into a smile and said, “Yes, during this time of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully

also her favorite food,”

didn’t know what to say in response to this. But after a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia and the baby? The baby should have been born

to fumble in his pocket

then, he stopped and shook

he had thought about calling her, but he never did. It seemed it was

better not call her,” he said

to give

stepped forward and handed

“Please take your medicine.

go to bed. I’ll buy you some pumpkin pies. You can have

from him and swallowed them without

nurse came in to help

she was done, Mark looked sideways at the

his grip on his phone got weaker and

This time, he had a dream and

where Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that he was still strong and that Cecilia

almost

had lived two

standing behind him with a glass of water and medicine in

take the medicine,” Peter reminded

Mark seemed like he had not heard

murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day. It must be

nose twitched when he heard

into a smile and said, “Yes, during this time of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated, and Mrs. Evans would

favorite food,” Mark

silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia and the baby? The baby should have been

this, he began to fumble in his pocket for

then, he stopped and

seemed it was better if he never called her at all. He

better not call her,” he said to

to give Cecilia

this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him the

“Please take your medicine.

some pumpkin pies. You

took the medicines from him and swallowed them without a

on the bed, and a nurse came in to help put on

was done, Mark looked

phone got weaker and weaker until he

Mark to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a

birth to Alexis. He dreamed that he was still strong

was much like

him secretly for a while and call him “Uncle Mark” when she got

this Cecilia in his dream was so

gently stroked his

this point, Mark

the hospital room were white, just like the

gently closed

needed

all over his body. He

gone to buy the

plump foreign nurse

home.

food Zoey cooked, and the apartment on Gamous Road, which was where he used to

knew he couldn’t

never give up

if Cecilia still continued to hate him, even if he wouldn’t survive and have her

stay strong and fight his

he was finding it difficult to

to make paper planes. He knew how much Edwin liked

that he would invent a plane when he grew up. The plane would be so fast that

wanted to go

trembled as he

came back

run into a snowstorm on his way, so he

I’m just in time. The pumpkin pies are still warm,” he said

the paper planes Mark

neatly arranged the paper planes and smiled at him, “Okay

have some of your pumpkin

only actually took a Little

more

mouth, he put down

eyes

go back home and have a family

Angela’s Library

him. But he

ask him about it, Mark’s phone rang. It was a call

was around 4 a.m.

caller ID. For a long time, he didn’t

misses you,” Peter urged in a

into

boy,”

answer the phone. It was an international call, so the signal

voice sounded a little

Mark heard him when he said, “Cecilia gave birth to

given birth to a girl that had been

the phone trembled so violently that he couldn’t say anything for some

Waylen said, “Mark, Edwin misses you

Mark closed his eyes.

come see you next

“Okay,” Mark said softly.

another brief silence, Waylen said, “Mark, no matter what, I hope you survive

entanglement with Cecilia, Mark

the first half of his life.

and

the call, he never even dared to ask to

to hear what had been discussed since all he’d heard were the one or two

“What happened?” he asked.

bed in silence. After a while, he looked up

was happy to hear this and

he said with

of the new year. And Olivia

to stroke

to fly back home to see

Angela’s Library

a glance would

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